I've been taken away by an overwhelming sense of pleasure.
And not the physical kind, which I don't appreciate as much these days, but the kind that's easily snatched away by an intruder I've allowed in, and decided to roam and mess things up.
But.
For now. I am happy.
And completely.
I know.
this isn't going to last.
And I know
that I am going to be upset
and hurt
and completely obliterated by anxiety/stress/longing.
But I care not.
I have you.
And if only for a time, then only for a time.

You've been spending so much time in California. Physical manifestation isn't necessary.